Chapter 448

“Hey, Daddy,” Sabrina said as she walked into the doorway of the bedroom, knocking lightly. “Darling called and said you were feeling pretty awful.”

“Hey, Baby,” you said, putting on a bit of a sick voice as you kept the phone steady, recording her from the bed. You were lying under the covers in the middle of the bed for the scene. “Thanks for checking on me, but you really shouldn’t be here. You might get sick.”

Sabrina scoffed lightly, coming further into the room and climbing up on the bed. It was a bit of a trick to keep her framed properly, but you were pretty sure you managed it. “I don’t care if I get sick, Daddy,” she said. “I care about you getting better. And if I do get sick then I’m sure you’ll take care of me too.”

“Of course I would,” you said.

“Darling had to run out to grab some things,” Sabrina said. “She thinks you need some cheering up though.”

“She does, does she?” you asked.

Sabrina nodded, smirking a little as she scooted closer until she was snuggled right up to you. She was wearing a cute sundress that cut off about mid-thigh, and to make the camera angle work she needed to lay lower against you than she normally would, so you were still able to get a good shot of her bare thigh and the scoop of her neckline hinting at cleavage. “Your Darling cares so much about you, Daddy. I love how much she loves you, and I’m so thankful she lets me be yours, too.”

“She’s an amazing woman,” you said with a smile, thinking of Gemma.

“The best,” Sabrina agreed, her grin reaching up into her eyes. “Now, they say sugar helps the medicine go down, right?”

“Did you bring me something sweet?” you asked.

“Mhmm,” she smiled and hummed, nodding. She took your free hand and brought it down to the bottom hem of her dress, leading it under and making a show of guiding your fingers to her pussy. When you drew it out there was an obvious sheen of arousal on them. The ‘correct’ thing for the scene was for her to guide them to your lips, but that wouldn’t really work well with the PoV camera angle, so instead she brought them up to her lips and sucked on your fingers. “Mmm,” she hummed. “I’m definitely sweet.”

“Yes you are,” you chuckled, still trying to keep a bit of hoarseness in your voice.

“You know, they also say laughter is the best medicine,” Sabrina said.

“Are you going to tell me a joke?”

She shook her head. “I’d rather tickle you, but you’re not ticklish. And you only laugh at dirty jokes so I think I know how to get you started.”

“How’s that?” you asked.

Sabrina bit her lip and grabbed the edge of the sheet, pulling it down to reveal that I was wearing a blank t-shirt but no underwear. She took my cock in her hand and started slowly stroking it hard. “Well, it starts like this,” she said.

“Oh, baby,” you groaned. “Are you sure you’re OK with risking getting sick for this?”

“For Daddy’s Dick?” Sabrina asked. “I’d do anything to make sure you were taken care of.”

She started with a handjob, whispering dirty little limericks into the phone. You’d printed them off and taped them to the headboard behind your head so that she could read them off instead of needing to remember them all, though you had a feeling Sabrina would surprise you with some every once in a while. Things then progressed as she sat up and pulled her dress off, revealing she was naked underneath it, and she snuggled up to you again and told a couple of funny, dirty stories. You were fully hard by that point and as she stroked you she encouraged your free hand to wander, groping her tits and sliding over her bare skin all the way to her ass and around to her mound.